DAY 334, MONDAY, AUGUST
T: Hey, you're working today? I didn't see you on the schedule.
K: The manager texted me if I had time before school to quickly help. So...
T: Here we are.
K: Here we are. 7 AM.
T: Why did you agree to helping out?
K: I don't remember.
T: You'll only stay for a little bit I assume?
K: Until the store opens at 8:30. Then I'll race to school to get there before 9.
T: Sounds hectic.
K: It is a little bit. It's a good thing it isn't cold right now.
T: Exactly. Why are you wearing a coat?
K: I was about to take it off. I'm sweating like crazy underneath.
T: I can imagine. It's not- are you wearing a long sleeve turtleneck under you're polo?
K: Yeah...?
T: You're gonna work for two minutes and already be wanting to take that off.
K: I'll see.
T: Or do you have something to hide?
K: What?
T: Do you have something to hide? I'm not joking. It's a genuine question.
K: What's up with you? Don't be weird. Why are you asking that?
T: It's just that I've seen... things. On your arms. Before today.
K: What?
T: Bruises. Small wounds. Do you have a big dog at home?
K: No. I don't. And don't worry about it.
T: I was just asking about it.
K: Shut up, please. You sound like R.
T: Is that supposed to be an insult? I like R. They're great.
K: Whatever. Just shut up about it.
T: Alright. I'll just assume it's how your skin is. Does that mean you're an alien?
K: Perhaps. Would anything change between us?
T: If you're an alien? Probably.
K: Yeah? What would you do if you met an alien?
T: Do I know it's an alien?
K: Yes.
T: I would... ask about its homeland.
K: What kind of questions?
T: Where they're from. How they got here. If their world looks anything like ours.
K: That would be interesting.
T: What would you do?
K: Go partying with them.
T: Going to a party? Really?
K: Yeah. Can you imagine the looks you'd get if you walk in with an alien? The amount of people who'd suddenly want to dance with you?
T: You do realize that would be because of the thing you brought with you? They're dancing with you to get close to the weird alien.
K: I don't care. It's a fun night for me either way.
T: I'm not trying to ruin some sort of fantasy, but what if it's an old alien? Like a wise old man type of alien.
K: That would still get attention at a club.
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The Stockers (Completed)
Genç Kurgu'If I live through this, I can do anything I want. No experience will ever be as awful as this one. I'll come out the other way stronger than ever.' Six stock clerks fight against fatigue and boredom in the store they work at. It creates a bond stro...
